Because you were always unnoticed
You were always the flame that dies,
ba*tard with a flat-top singing, "The Cloud of Unknowing",
ba*tard with a flat-top singing, "There's a flame, a flame, a flame,
A flame that never dies."
Because you were always unfocused,
Jinxing the photograph with the pain in your eyes.
ba*tard with a flat-top singing, "I shall wait for your love,
I shall wait for your love all days."
ba*tard with a casket singing, "I shan't wait for her love,
I shan't wait for her love."
But you were always:
A saint, a flower in a glove, a night made for the raising of your gla**,
The night's going to be a foolin' and a foolin', but still:
Judith ain't sure,
Toil away, play in the sand, gross out your heart,
The night's going to be made for the la-la-la, but still:
Judith ain't sure.
You were always unloading,
Soft on the weight of your palm and your hand.
ba*tard with a pa**port to the old destinations,
ba*tard with a map of the palm of your hand.
You were always: "Shut him out."
You were always:
Sun, Dash of White Light,
A night that has pa**ed,
Has pa**ed into the records of all
That the little record keepers fear,
Dear Mary-Anne, ba*tard of Light,
I swept your flax bang, I swept into the currents of the river where
Judith ain't sure.
Oh Man, it was you: did you ever think of a bad idea?
Because the river is bad, the river is cold.
How was the King, was he sad, was he cold, was he low?
Put your hand on my face, row away from the grief-stricken man,
Put your trust in my fate, I shall track that abrasive wasteland:
We are richer in love, but you know: You just can't have it.